• ~ Are you mine?
    ~Cause I'm not sure.
    ~After so much negativity,
    ~one begins to expect such.
    ~ Is there no hope?
    ~It feels as if a connection is missing,
    ~All sense of security absent.
    ~Where art thou, ties of love,
    ~who keepth me confident and believing.
    ~How I long for your firm grasp.
    ~Your presense.
    ~Your proof that what i have is truley mine.
    ~Until then,
    ~I'm still precariously tilting,
    ~On the verge of Disbelief.
    ~Faith is abandoned.
    ~No longer willing to follow blindly,
    ~Trusting the instincts,
    ~questioning the very air,
    ~innocence is corrupt.
    ~Corrupt is brilliance.
    ~This is the way,
    ~Until trust is bound,
    ~Uncertainty banned.
    ~The return of bonds